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Characters: Alois Trancy & Bayonetta
Location: Bayonetta's apartment
Rating: idk. PG for possible f-bombs?
Time: BACKDATED to late evening of 22nd of November.
Description: Alois can't get sleep and Bayonetta promised to tell him bed-time stories!
Most people would think at least twice before accepting an invitation from a witch. But not Alois Trancy, nope. In fact, in his mind it would be awfully rude to say no to Bayonetta's offer (even though Alois had pretty much invited himself to her place after all, the whole “I can't get sleep”-thing was nothing but an excuse.), especially after she had promised to prepare sweets for him. However, he had to admit that this situation vaguely reminded him from the story Hansel and Gretel where the witch invited the kids to her house of sweets, just so that she could fatten them up and eat them later.
But now that he was sitting on Bayonetta's couch and looking around him, he noticed that witch's lair was nothing like he had imagined it to be. The apartment looked like it belonged to some wealthy whore instead of a sorceress; There was no random bottles of potions, no black cat, no spell books. Instead of all those items that each witch should possess he only spotted few frilled lingeries (that the witch had probably tried to hide from him)-- a discovery that made him feel both disappointed and amused at the same time.
Location: Bayonetta's apartment
Rating: idk. PG for possible f-bombs?
Time: BACKDATED to late evening of 22nd of November.
Description: Alois can't get sleep and Bayonetta promised to tell him bed-time stories!
Most people would think at least twice before accepting an invitation from a witch. But not Alois Trancy, nope. In fact, in his mind it would be awfully rude to say no to Bayonetta's offer (even though Alois had pretty much invited himself to her place after all, the whole “I can't get sleep”-thing was nothing but an excuse.), especially after she had promised to prepare sweets for him. However, he had to admit that this situation vaguely reminded him from the story Hansel and Gretel where the witch invited the kids to her house of sweets, just so that she could fatten them up and eat them later.
But now that he was sitting on Bayonetta's couch and looking around him, he noticed that witch's lair was nothing like he had imagined it to be. The apartment looked like it belonged to some wealthy whore instead of a sorceress; There was no random bottles of potions, no black cat, no spell books. Instead of all those items that each witch should possess he only spotted few frilled lingeries (that the witch had probably tried to hide from him)-- a discovery that made him feel both disappointed and amused at the same time.